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Some Songs For The Ferret to sing while underway:

Some are a little out of date but I’m sure we can continue to find others.




                                   Drunken Sailor

What do you do with a drunken sailor?\
What do you do with a drunken sailor? > First verse
What do you do with a drunken sailor?/
Early in the morning? (Add to end of each verse)

Chorus:
Way, hay up she rises,
Way, hay, up she rises,
Way, hay, up she rises,
Early in the morning!

Verses:
Put him in the scuppers with the hose pipe on him.

Hoist him aboard with a running bowline.

Put him in the brig until he's sober.

Make him turn to at shining bright work.

Put him in a boat and row him over.

Hoist him up to the topsail yardarm.

Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.

Take 'im and shake 'im and try an' wake 'im.

Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts a flipper.

Shave his belly with a rusty razor.

That's what you do with a drunken sailor.
                                  Erik the Viking
Notes:The Tune: (Mr. Ed)
Lyrics:A Norse is a Norse of course, of course,
But who's ever heard of a snoring Norse,
Unless, of course, that snoring Norse is
That viking, Erik the Red.

Go right to the source and ask a Norse
If he ever rode on a viking horse.
A member of the Viking force
Is the famous Erik the Red.

Vikings like to sail around to pass the time of day.
But Erik the Red will always sail after his old beard turns gray.

A Norse is a Norse, of course,
And the loudest of all the snoring Norse
Is the famous Norse who looks like a horse,
The famous, Erik the Red.




                                 Gilligan's Island
Intended for: ScoutsNotes:Download TuneLyrics:Just sit right back and you'll hear a
tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from this tropic port,
aboard this tiny ship.

The mate was a mighty sailing man,
the skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day,
for a three hour tour.
a three hour tour.

The weather started getting rough,
the tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
the Minnow would be lost,
the Minnow would be lost.

The ship took ground on the shore of this
uncharted desert isle,
with Giligan, the skipper too,
The millionaire, and his wife,
The movie star,
The professor, and MaryAnn,
here on Gilligan's Isle.

So this is the tale of our castaways,
they're here for a long, long time.
They'll have to make the best of things,
it's an uphill climb.

The first mate, and his skipper too,
will do their very best
to make the others comfortable
in this tropic island nest.

No Phones, No lights, No Motorcars,
Not a single luxury.
Like Robinson Crusoe
It's primitive as can be.

So join us here each week, my friend,
you're sure to get a smile,
from seven stranded castaways,
Here on Gilligan's Isle!




                                   Green Berets
Notes:The Tune: Lyrics:Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request

Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret.




                                      Green Berets
Notes:The Tune: Lyrics:Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request

Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret.




                                 Happy Wanderer
Intended for: ScoutsLyrics:I love to go a-wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back.

Chorus:
Val-deri, Val-dera,
Val-deri,
Val-dera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Val-deri, Val-dera.
My knapsack on my back.

I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun,
So joyously it calls to me,
'Come! Join my happy song!'
-Chorus

I wave my hat to all I meet,
And they wave back to me,
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet
From ev'ry green wood tree.
-Chorus

High overhead, the skylarks wing,
They never rest at home
But just like me, they love to sing,
As o'er the world we roam.
-Chorus

Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God's clear blue sky!
-Chorus




                         Jumped From 20,000 Feet
Notes:The Tune: (Battle Hymn of the Republic)
Lyrics:He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord.
He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord.
He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die.
Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die.
Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die.
And he aint gonna jump no more.

He was last to leave the cockpit and the first to hit the ground.
He was last to leave the cockpit and the first to hit the ground.
He was last to leave the cockpit and the first to hit the ground.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam
He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam
He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam
And he aint gonna jump no more.

They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon.
They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon.
They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box.
They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box.
They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see.
She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see.
She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see.
And he aint gonna jump no more.

She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea.
She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea.
She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea.
And he aint gonna jump no more.

The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam.
The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam.
The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam.
And he aint gonna jump no more.




              Mr. Columbus, Turn the Ship Around
Lyrics:In fourteen hundred ninety two,
three ships set out to sea:
the Nina and the Pinta and the
SANTA MARIE!
And as they sailed the stormy seas
On that historic day
From way up in the crow's nest,
You could hear Luigi say ...

Chorus: (strong italian accent)
PUH-leeeZUH Meester Columbus,
Turnah the SHEEP around!
Take-UH me back, I WANNA see
my two feet on the GROUND!
Why-yuh tell-uh Eeezabella
Thatta the world is round?
PULEEEZUH Meester Columbus
Turn-uh da SHEEP around!

Then Chris took out his mandolin
and he began to play.
They sang and danced the Tarantell
until the break of day.
They ate up all the provolone
- that's Italian cheese.
But still up in the crow's nest you could hear
Luigi's pleas ... (Chorus)

And then one day they sighted land
just off the starboard bow.
Columbus said 'I told ya so.
The journey's over now.'
An Indian girl upon the shore
yelled 'I see you up there, man!'
Luigi shouted back, 'Ahoy'
and started on a plan.
(Repeat Chorus)

Oh please Mr. Columbus
don't take me back no more.
I wanna stay right here and make
the chief my father-in-law.
I'm glad you told Isabella
that the world was round.
I don't know where we are
but there's pisanos all around.




                             Popeye the Sailor Man
Notes:The Tune: Lyrics:I'm Popeye the sailor man
I'm Popeye the sailor man
I'm strong to the fin-ich
Cause I eats me spin-ach
I'm Popeye the sailor man.

I'm one tough Gazookus
Which hates all Palookas
What ain't on the up and square.
I biffs 'em and buffs 'em
And always out roughs 'em
But none of 'em gets nowhere.

If anyone dares to risk my Fisk,
It's Boff and it's Wham, understand?
So keep Good Be-hav-or
That's your one life saver
With Popeye the Sailor Man.

I'm Popeye the sailor man
I'm Popeye the sailor man
I'm strong to the fin-ich
Cause I eats me spin-ach
I'm Popeye the sailor man.
I'm Popeye the sailor man
I live in a garbage can.
I eats all the worms
And spits out the germs
I'm Popeye the sailor man.

I'm Popeye the sailor man
I live in a frying pan
I turn up the heat
And burn up my feet
I'm Popeye the sailor man

I'm Popeye the sailor man
I've never stepped foot on the land
I like to go swimmin'
With them mermaid women
And float on my back to get tan.




                       Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Intended for: ScoutsLyrics:Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merilly,
Life is but a dream.

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Throw the Patrol Leader overboard
And listen to him scream.

Row, row, row your boat
Underneath the stream.
Ha, ha! Fooled you.
We're in a submarine.

Row, row, row your boat
Careful as can be.
Watch out for that tidal wave,
We're on the open sea.
Row, row, row your boat.
Try to catch a fish.
Snag 'im, reel 'im, clean 'im, fry 'im,
Place 'im on a dish.

Row, row, row your boat.
Quickly cross the creek.
The boat is filling up real fast,
I think it sprung a leak.

Row, row, row your boat.
With your dog named Rover.
Shut up! Sit Down!
Or, you'll tip us over.




                                    Waltzing Matilda
Intended for: ScoutsLyrics:Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers - one, two, three,
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Up jumped the swagman, and sprang into the billabong,
You'll never catch me alive said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.




                                Yankee Doodle
Intended for: ScoutsNotes:The Tune:
Lyrics:Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.

Yankee Doodle, keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy.

Father and I went down to camp
Along with Captain Gooding
And there we saw the men and boys
As thick as hasty pudding.

Yankee Doodle, keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy.

There was Captain Washington
Upon a slapping stallion
A-giving orders to his men
I guess there was a million.

Yankee Doodle, keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy.




                                 1492 - Columbo
Lyrics:In fourteen hundred and ninety two, (repeat)
A sailor from New Delhi (repeat)
Was walking down the streets of Spain, (repeat)
Selling hot tamales (repeat)

Chorus:
He said the world was roundo (repeat)
He said it could be foundo (repeat)
That hypothetical calculatin' son of a gun Colombo(repeat)

He walked right up to the Queen of Spain (repeat)
And asked for ships and cargo (repeat)
He said I'll be a son of a gun if I don't bring back Chicago (repeat)
- Chorus

The ships cook, the ships cook (repeat)
Yes he was a cookin' (repeat)
He slipped a rat into the pot (repeat)
When no one else was lookin' (repeat)
- Chorus

The second mate, the second mate (repeat)
Yes he was a singin' (repeat)
He hit the second highest note (repeat)
And all our ears were ringin' (repeat)
- Chorus

The first mate, the first mate, (repeat)
Yes he was a biggun (repeat)
He fought and killed an octopus (repeat)
And used its arms for riggin' (repeat)
- Chorus

The captain, the captain, (repeat)
Yes he was a sailin' (repeat)
He guided us around the world (repeat)
And home without a failin' (repeat)
- Chorus




                      Battle Hymn of the Republic
Intended for: ScoutsNotes:The Tune: Lyrics:Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He has loosed the fateful lightning
of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.

Chorus: Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on

In the beauty of a stable
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His presence
that transfigures you and me,
And he died to make men holy,
Let us live to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Chorus




                           Battle of New Orleans
Notes:The Tune: Lyrics:In eighteen fourteen we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we fought the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.

Chorus:
We fired our guns but the British kept a comin'.
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began a runnin',
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We looked down the river and we seen the British come,
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring.
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.
- Chorus

Ol' Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise,
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eyes.
We held our fire 'til we seen their faces well,
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... Well, ...
- Chorus

We fired our cannons 'til the barrel melted down,
Then we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round.
We filled his mouth with cannon balls and powdered his behind,
And when we set the powder off the 'gator lost his mind. oh, ...
- Chorus

They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles.
They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast, the hounds couldn't catch 'em,
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
- Chorus




                                         Dixie
Intended for: ScoutsLyrics:I wish I was in the land of Cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land

In Dixie Land where I was born in
early on one frosty morning'
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land

Chorus
Then I wish I was in Dixie
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land
I'll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
Away! Away! Away!
Down South in Dixie.
Away! Away! Away!
Down South in Dixie.

Ole Missus marry 'will the weaver'
Willum was a gay deceiver
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land
But when he put his arm around er,
He smiled fierce as a forty pounder,
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land

His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaver
But that did not seem to grieve 'er
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land
Ole Missus acted the foolish part
And died for a man that broke her heart
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land

Now here's a health to the next ole Missus
An' all the gals that want to kiss us;
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land
But if you want to drive 'way sorrow
Come and hear this song tomorrow
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land

There's buckwheat cakes and Injun batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter;
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land
Then hoe it down and scratch your gravel,
To Dixie's Land I'm bound to travel,
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land

				
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